Unclassified, one Ace learns English. Another Ace’s fastball dropped me in the dunk tank during least year’s field day. Yet another Ace may claim my lucky “four.” I, their trump ace. All in the least restrictive environment. last bell the crowded cell phone lines for dVerse Poets’ Quadrille […]
envious stare … on the neighbor’s lawn greener grass sudden scarcity compared to another’s abundance still water … the promise of hope in a new day why all of the sighing and sleeves wet with fresh tears? windchime melody and birdsong harmony … a day’s simple peace still […]
If I could guide the hand of kings after the fall. But the light reached it’s Apex at the height of Arthur’s reign. And it fell to its nadir at Camlann. If I could guide hearts of queens after the fall. But my counsel remains unspoken as I […]
I can hear Nirvana playing in my head again. Even though the converted bathroom my Special Education Department calls an office is filled, I unleash the melody of my earworm. Soon the tell-tale lyrical opening plays in their heads: Come, as you are, as you were as I […]
late cherry blossom Another Mother’s Day will come without you How would Buson have rendered County Cavan, Ireland? #NaPoWriMo2019 / #GloPoWriMo2019 4/30 WD April PAD 4/30
Husband, Father, Writer, Teacher. American Haijin. Because Haikai matters!
Frank J. Tassone 